Apparently it’s National Poetry Day. Here’s a poem, it’s not especially National though and it doesn’t follow this year’s theme which is stars. In my defence, I didn’t know it was National Poetry anything until seven o’-clock this morning and still less what the theme was until I googled it a minute ago; at least we can rectify the latter with a picture. As for the poem, I usually have a surfeit of these hanging around, just waiting for their chance to barely twinkle in the firmament, as unstellarlike as possible, no matter what the day. A shiny blazing poem would be just about the worst thing I could think of.
This poem can now be seen online – published in the journal When Women Waken.